QUOTEoftheDay

Sunday
Jan262014

Fyodor Dostoyevsky II

Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on earth.

What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.

Talking nonsense is the sole privilege mankind possesses over the other organisms. It's by talking nonsense that one gets to the truth! I talk nonsense, therefore I'm human.

The darker the night, the brighter the stars, 
The deeper the grief, the closer is God!

Man only likes to count his troubles; he doesn't calculate his happiness.

To go wrong in one's own way is better then to go right in someone else's.

I love mankind, he said, "but I find to my amazement that the more I love mankind as a whole, the less I love man in particular.

Nothing in this world is harder than speaking the truth, nothing easier than flattery.

To love someone means to see them as God intended them.

It is not the brains that matter most, but that which guides them — the character, the heart, generous qualities, progressive ideas.

If you wish to glimpse inside a human soul and get to know a man, don't bother analyzing his ways of being silent, of talking, of weeping, of seeing how much he is moved by noble ideas; you will get better results if you just watch him laugh. If he laughs well, he's a good man.


Friday
Jan242014

Dylan Thomas II

Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.

Somebody's boring me. I think it's me.

When one burns one's bridges, what a very nice fire it makes.

I love you so much I’ll never be able to tell you; I’m frightened to tell you. I can always feel your heart. Dance tunes are always right: I love you body and soul: —and I suppose body means that I want to touch you and be in bed with you, and i suppose soul means that i can hear you and see you and love you in every single, single thing in the whole world asleep or awake.

The only sea I saw Was the seesaw sea With you riding on it. Lie down, lie easy. Let me shipwreck in your thighs.

I think, that if I touched the earth,
It would crumble;
It is so sad and beautiful,
So tremulously like a dream.

I know we're not saints or virgins or lunatics; we know all the lust and lavatory jokes, and most of the dirty people; we can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences. But our innocence goes awfully deep, and our discreditable secret is that we don't know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we don't care that we don't.


Thursday
Jan232014

Albert Einstein

Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is to not stop questioning.

Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.

There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.

I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.

If you can't explain it to a six year old, you don't understand it yourself.

If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairy tales. If you want them to be more intelligent, read them more fairy tales.

The difference between genius and stupidity is; genius has its limits.

Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid

I speak to everyone in the same way, whether he is the garbage man or the president of the university

When you are courting a nice girl an hour seems like a second. When you sit on a red-hot cinder a second seems like an hour. That's relativity.

Science without religion is lame, religion without science is blind

Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.

A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.


Wednesday
Jan222014

Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez II

No medicine cures what happiness cannot.

What matters in life is not what happens to you but what you remember and how you remember it.

He allowed himself to be swayed by his conviction that human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.

It is not true that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams.

There is always something left to love

To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people, that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones, why no one else's heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils, why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her braid, the flight of her hands, the gold of her laughter. He had not missed a single one of her gestures, not one of the indications of her character, but he did not dare approach her for fear of destroying the spell

A true friend is the one who holds your hand and touches your heart

The problem with marriage is that it ends every night after making love, and it must be rebuilt every morning before breakfast.

Always tell what you feel. Do what you think...

Crazy people are not crazy if one accepts their reasoning.



Tuesday
Jan212014

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.

All grown-ups were once children... but only few of them remember it.

People have forgotten this truth," the fox said. "But you mustn’t forget it. You become responsible forever for what you’ve tamed. You’re responsible for your rose.

The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or touched, they are felt with the heart.

If you love a flower that lives on a star, it is sweet to look at the sky at night. All the stars are a-bloom with flowers...

No single event can awaken within us a stranger whose existence we had never suspected. To live is to be slowly born.

Where are the people?” resumed the little prince at last. “It’s a little lonely in the desert…” “It is lonely when you’re among people, too,” said the snake.

She cast her fragrance and her radiance over me. I ought never to have run away from her... I ought to have guessed all the affection that lay behind her poor little stratagems. Flowers are so inconsistent! But I was too young to know how to love her...

A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral

Tell me who admires and loves you, and I will tell you who you are.

The time for action is now. It's never too late to do something.


Monday
Jan202014

Rollo May

It is an ironic habit of human beings to run faster when they have lost their way.

Many people suffer from the fear of finding oneself alone, and so they don't find themselves at all.

In order to be open to creativity, one must have the capacity for constructive use of solitude. One must overcome the fear of being alone.

Every human being must have a point at which he stands against the culture, where he says, this is me and the damned world can go to hell.

Hate is not the opposite of love; apathy is.

To love means to open ourselves to the negative as well as the positive - to grief, sorrow, and disappointment as well as to joy, fulfillment, and an intensity of consciousness we did not know was possible before.

Technology is the knack of so arranging the world that we do not experience it.

A myth is a way of making sense in a senseless world. Myths are narrative patterns that give significance to our existence.

Good art wounds as well as delights. It must, because our defenses against the truth are wound so tightly around us. But as art chips away at our defenses, it also opens us to healing potentialities that transcend intellectual games and ego-preserving strategies.

Tenderness emerges from the fact that the two persons, longing, as all individuals do, to overcome the separateness and isolation to which we are all heir because we are individuals, can participate in a relationship that, for the moment, is not of two isolated selves but a union

Sunday
Jan192014

Friedrich Nietzsche II

Without music, life would be a mistake.

It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.

That which does not kill us makes us stronger.

I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you.

It is hard enough to remember my opinions, without also remembering my reasons for them!

And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.

You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.

In heaven, all the interesting people are missing

I cannot believe in a God who wants to be praised all the time.

In individuals, insanity is rare; but in groups, parties, nations and epochs, it is the rule.

Faith: not wanting to know what the truth is.

The higher we soar the smaller we appear to those who cannot fly.

All things are subject to interpretation. Whichever interpretation prevails at a given time is a function of power and not truth.


Saturday
Jan182014

Keith Richards

If you're going to kick authority in the teeth, you might as well use two feet.

Music is a language that doesn’t speak in particular words. It speaks in emotions, and if it’s in the bones, it’s in the bones.

I've never had inner turmoil about all this. You find a lot of people these days who cannot stand to be alone. You could lock me up in solitary for weeks on end, and I'd keep myself amused.

Why would you want to be anything else if you're Mick Jagger?

You can't always get what you want, but if you really need something, you usually find it.

The rock's easy, but the roll is another thing...”

Some people think I'm a mythical genius, others think I'm a junkie madman.

There's something beautifully friendly and elevating about a bunch of guys playing music together. This wonderful little world that is unassailable. It's really teamwork, one guy supporting the others, and it's all for one purpose, and there's no flies in the ointment, for a while. And nobody conducting, it's all up to you. It's really jazz__that's the big secret. Rock and roll ain't nothing but jazz with a hard backbeat.


Friday
Jan172014

John Keats II

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard, are sweeter.

I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.

Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?

Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know

I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of the Imagination.

Life is but a day:
A fragile dewdrop on its perilious way
From a tree's summit

Beauty is truth, truth beauty,'--that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.

Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not.

Now a soft kiss - Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.

Nothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it.

Scenery is fine -but human nature is finer.


Thursday
Jan162014

William Blake II

A truth that's told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent

It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.

If a thing loves, it is infinite.

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.

The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.

The imagination is not a state: it is the human existence itself.

he man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind.

To generalize is to be an idiot.

In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between, there are doors.

He who kisses joy as it flies by will live in eternity's sunrise.